Title: Not As Expected
Part: 1 / 2
Genre: humour (hilarity, really)
Warnings: minor swearing, sexual innuendo, vampirism
Rating: R
Pairings: GacktxHyde
Disclaimer: Gackt and Hyde are two very real people. I do not claim to know them or to understand or to own them in any way. I just wrote this for entertainment. I do not mean to imply anything by the written words and I do not mean to slight the two artists in any way. This is not a reflection of their real personalities and behaviour.
Note: Dedicated to
larkir who requested any kind of vampire fic. I tried to take a different approach with this little fic than what one might expect. It's split into two parts, the second of which will follow shortly. To you, my dear, because you are amazing.
Summary: When Hyde shares his biggest secret with his lover, the reaction is not quite what he expected.
Not As Expected
For years he had kept his secret. It was not easy to find people whom he would share it with. Usually he kept them clueless, but some were just special enough to him. Some deserved better than secrecy.
When Hyde had decided that it was time to tell Gackt about his dark secret, he had been prepared for a lot. Fear in Gackt's eyes, an attempt to escape, panic, fainting, screaming and fighting, possibly understanding and steamy sex.
What he hadn't expected was for Gackt to nod slowly, get that distant look in his eyes and say „Well, that explains your bad breath.“
What the... That was completely besides the point. And not even true! At least Hyde hoped so. Bad breath? He opened his mouth to give Gackt a piece of his mind on that, but stopped himself. It wasn't that he didn't trust his lover, but bad breath... seriously? With a glare, Hyde cupped his hands close to his mouth, breathed into them and sniffed.
He regretted it. Not that Gackt noticed, of course. The man unfortunately decided to keep talking.
„And I can't believe you are only telling me this now.“
Ah, now they were getting where Hyde had dreaded to go. The Talk, capital T and everything. Gently he reached out, reliefed when Gackt allowed his hand to be taken and did not flinch back.
„Gacchan... I know this is hard to take in. I mean, I know you believe in all that crazy ghost stuff, but being told your lover is a vampire must be...“
Gackt waved his hand - very elegantly, mind you - to silence Hyde.
„No, I mean - do you realize how many sicknesses you could have passed on to me?“
„Passed... what?“
„Really, Hyde.“ Gackt made a disapproving noise. „I mean, you possibly just lick your lips clean after drinking blood, right? Are you out of your mind?“
Hyde gaped. Was this turning into a discussion about hygiene? Seriously? „But...“
„No, let me finish. I was always pretty sure about the fact that you are cheating and-...“
„Woah.“ This could not be left uncommented. „I'm doing what now?“
„Well, concerning the whole „looking younger than you are“ thing. I knew you weren't as naturally good-looking as me.“
Hyde's eye twitched. This was not happening. This could not be happening. Gackt could not be this fucking smug about the fact that Hyde's ageless looks were not natural but linked to his vampire nature. Open-mouthed he stared. As a vampire his reflexes and instincts were usually much better than any humans could ever be... but right now he was completely dumbstruck. Because of that he did not even move when Gackt moved closer and pried his jaws open even further with his fingers.
„Gnah?“ was all Hyde could possibly reply to that. He was lost. Somewhere along the way he had lost his footing and now Gackt was dragging him along to god only knows where.
With an expression of intense concentration Gackt peered into Hyde's mouth. What was he looking for anyway? Blood? Fangs? Dental caries? The shorter man frowned. No way he would just let Gackt do that.
Yanking his head away, Hyde grabbed his glass and downed the rest of the wine before wiping his mouth. His peace of mind didn't last long, though. Gackt was on him. Hands sought for a pulse that was not there, Gackt stared into eyes that might just be much older than he had assumed so far, peeked closely at skin that was all too pale and all too perfect, examined hair that would never turn grey. The expression on Gackt's face was one of utter wonder.
„Are you quite done yet?“ Hyde snapped. „Do I look like a fucking horse to you? I feel like I'm being examined for my value on the market!“
„Your are invaluable, Hyde.“
This silenced him. Oh well. If Gackt wanted to resort to flattery, Hyde certainly wouldn't complain. Even less so when his lover pressed him back into the cushions and started kissing him deeply. It was a surprise, certainly. Never had any mortal reacted quite that well towards his true nature. On the other hand Gackt certainly was special and...
Special his ass!
Hyde broke the kiss and looked hard at Gackt. „Were you just licking my teeth?“
„Well...“ Gackt seemed to ponder his answer, then he attempted to smile innocently. Naturally he failed. „Show me your fangs.“
Rolling his eyes, Hyde let his head fall back onto the armrest. This was going to be a long night. But he understood why his lover would treat him like a science project now. This was very new and Gackt was in fact dealing surprisingly well. It was good that he was curious about his lover's true nature instead of assuming things or not even believing Hyde. So the smaller man did his lover the favour of unsheathing his fangs. His tongue travelled over his teeth and he winked just for the fun of it. Gackt rewarded him with a smile.
„Ever since I figured out your secret I've been dying to see you like that, Hyde“, Gackt all but purred. „The fake fangs you use for photoshootings really don't do your true beauty justice, Hyde.“ His long fingers fances along Hyde's jaw, stroked the older man's lips and finally he kissed him. „I always said your smile was a sin, now even more than ever.“
„Well, you know...“ Hyde smiled openly. It was strange, not having to keep his fangs hidden around someone. Strange... and also very intimate, very comfortable. He had been right to reveal his nature to Gackt. The bond they shared was so special, so strong that... „Wait a minute. Ever since you figured it out?“ Hyde wished Gackt would stop making his brain feel like it had a hangover and go back to simply being a wonderful lover. A wonderfully silent lover, preferrably.
Instead, Gackt chuckled. Of course, this only served to creep the vampire out. A chuckling Gackt rarely proved good for his sanity, which already felt uncomfortable enough in his head as it was.
„Hyde, my love, I have known about your true nature for a very long time. It wasn't that hard to figure out. You are too perfect - I mean, not like me who is naturally perfect, but you are too perfect for any other human being that is not me. And then the way you avoid direct sunlight. You talk about human food way too much. Really, Hyde, no one is that obsessed with food. And your looks... as I said, I knew you weren't as naturally flawless as I am. I still love you, though, so don't worry. I'm just glad I don't need to pretend not to know anymore. It was becoming quite the effort.“
At this point Hyde was in dire need of some sort of brain bleach. Could it be? Had he honestly been outsmarted by Gackt? It was too much to bear. Hyde did not bother with an answer but whimpered instead. His lover seemed to take that as a noise of agreement, for he just nodded and kissed Hyde's open lips. The smaller man longed for the good old times when his jaw hadn't dropped constantly due to the absurdity that was being in love with someone like Gackt.
With curiosity shining in his eyes, Gackt pushed Hyde's shirt up and gently stroked the flat stomach. So he had figured it out long ago. Outsmarted by Gackt...
„Isn't your skin supposed to sparkle?“
Then again, maybe not. Hyde pushed Gackt away a little and sat up. „Vampires don't sparkle! Whereever do you get these horrible ideas all the time? You've been reading sappy romantic fantasy literature for teenagers again, admit it. We talked about this, Gacchan!“
He looked almost disappointed. This was not going well at all.
„Vampires. Don't. Sparkle. We are not living in the Seventies anymore, Gacchan. No glitter!“
Gackt's eyes lit up, which was even worse than the disappointment. Hyde got ready to make a run for the door. „But it would look so good on you Hyde. You know, I actually have this hairgel that has glitter in it. I could...“
„DON'T YOU DARE!“
Panic flared up in Hyde and he moved to the other end of the room with more speed than a human would have possessed. Gackt just relaxed on the couch and watched his retreat. The smaller vocalist was clutching his hair - precious, precious hair - and watched Gackt with distrust in his dark eyes.
„If I wake up one of these days with any part of my body glittering, sparkling or god forbid adorned with any other visual effect it doesn't have built in by default I swear by all the beauty products you believe in you're not going to do anything in bed but spread them for me for the rest of your very short mortal life.“
It really was the only threat that would work in the long run. His dearest Gackt would never survive being bottom for the rest of his life, especially knowing that since he didn't have to hold back on this strength anymore Hyde could actually do that to him.
Unfortunately he had turned the topic to the bedroom, though, and it was apparent where Gackt's thoughts were running off to now. In fact they couldn't be more obvious if they were tatooed across his forehead. BOTTOM! Bottom... Hyde. Sex. With Hyde. Sex with Hyde who is a vampire. Sex with a vampire who's going to be bottom.
Hyde cocked his head slightly and then smiled. Actually this train of thought wasn't quite that bad. He opened his lips slightly so that his lover would see his fangs and licked his lips. When he left for the bedroom he could hear Gackt following. The younger man didn't know it yet, but he had really brought this onto himself. Tonight Gackt would experience what having sex with a vampire was like. Well, Hyde was more than ready to get a little revenge for the scarring he had received today.
This plan worked until they were naked and Gackt decided that he needed to know more about vampires.
„Hyde...“
„Please don't.“
„Hyde, how can you even get hard when your blood does not circulate?“
Half an hour later Hyde leaned back against the headboard with a satisfied expression. „Gacchan, since you are so very curious about us vampires, let me tell you something else you should probably know.“ He winked and looked at his lover, tied up and quite unable to get what he wanted. Ah, sweet revenge. This would truly be a long night. „We are horribly patient.“
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TBC...